Day 6: Book Junkie

Ooh I'm getting busier, it's getting harder to find time to sit down and write. This is a good thing I think, after all I didn't come to London to hang around in my room all day right?
Yesterday I slept in which was marvelous then walked up to the British Library which is only about 15 minutes from my dorm. On the way by I pass by Kings Cross Stations and the beautiful St. Pancreas Station, the building which looks like a castle in the picture. It is actually not a station anymore but is being turned into a Marriot hotel or something. Someone told me it was originally a hotel before it became a station but I am not sure about that.
The British Library was absolutly fantastic for a bibliophile like me. It is basically equivalent to the Library of Congress, with a copy of every book published in Britain. The really special part is the special collections they have on display in the "Treasure Room." Really amazing stuff, a first edition complete works of Shakespeare, Jane Austen's writing desk and written notes on Pride and Prejudice, the Magna Carta of course, and the oldest complete bible in existance from the fourth century. I spent several hours admiring everything. My favorite was the first copy of Alice and Wonderland, the one that Lewis Carrol hand wrote and illustrated to give to Alice. I also really liked their exhibit on the Beatles. They had lyrics scribbled on the backs of cocktail napkins and scraps of paper. I was able to see the very first conception of In My Life (it's very different) and Yesterday. They won't let you take pictures in the Treasures room so here is a picture of Isaac Newton outside of the library. I'm not sure why he is naked and bending over like that, it's rather compromising don't you think? Me new profile picture is me in the little cafe of the library, sitting in front of this huge, 5 story column of book cases surrounded by glass.
I can already tell that I am going to get in trouble in this city. I can't help it, I can't control myself. My one real vice is books. I've already passed by many many cute little book stores which I've resisted thus far. But it's only a matter of time before I stumble into a used book store and lose it. There are so so many, and I haven't even been to any of the street markets or the area known for it's book stores. My major problem is how am I going to get all these books home???
Later last night went out to eat at this English chain called Wagamama's. It is Japanese food mainly and was quite good. Then we went down to Soho and waundered around. I saw several transvestites, althoug they might have been prostitutes, it was unclear. Soho is very flashy, a little like New York but with sex shops crammed in next to the giant theaters where they are running Les Miserables and Mary Poppins. Saw some awesome gay pubs which I wish I'd taken pictures of. We ended up visiting a couple pubs, although not the gay ones, actually met some british people ( a good start) as well as some australians. The weird thing about London is everything winds down really early. The pubs all close at 11 and the tube stops running at 12:30 so nobody is really out too late it seems.
Today I am off to visit my Aunt in High Wycombe. If I can figure out the trains that is...